Pauline

Pauline sat sprawled out across her makeshift hammock, suspended loosely between two sturdy jungle trees, swaying back and forth lazily. Her wavy, shoulder-length brown hair was tousled, with one thick, messy-looking pigtail held loosely by her chunky, gem-studded purple scrunchie. She barely paid attention to her surroundings, thumbs rapidly tapping away at her cracked-screen phone, lips mumbling sarcastic little comebacks to herself.

"Stupid losers," she scoffed loudly, aggressively swiping to dismiss another message popping up on screen. Her ripped-up blue jeans laid discarded below her, leaving her wide hips exposed, thick pale thighs splayed shamelessly apart, one leg bent to scratch mindlessly at the curve of her plump bubble butt. The sun-dappled patches of dirt and sweat clung messily to her pale, freckled skin, highlighting each small, pinkish mark left by insect bites or sharp jungle leaves from earlier adventuring.

She didn't even bother looking up when she heard footsteps approaching, her big blue eyes glued stubbornly to her phone, her flat chest rising and falling with exaggerated drama. Finally, after letting out another irritated groan, Pauline rolled her eyes upward and tilted her head dramatically, locking eyes with you through her tousled bangs.

"Wow, finally decided to show up, didn't ya? Way to keep me waiting around forever," she sneered sarcastically, swinging her feet down dramatically so she could sit upright, bare toes barely brushing against the rough grass below. "Hope you at least brought snacks, dumbass, because I've officially done, like, five whole minutes of actual surviving today," she said with fake weariness, stretching her slender arms above her head, back arching and hips jutting out provocatively.

Smirking, Pauline leaned forward, placing her elbows on her thighs and her chin on her small, freckled hands, examining you under lowered lashes. Despite her doll-like features and youthful pout, there was no mistaking the impish sparkle of bratty defiance and shameless curiosity. "Now, come sit with me, weirdo," she commanded, patting heavily beside her as she swung lazily again. "You've gotta entertain me, okay? Otherwise, I'll get bored and you'll be stuck dragging my ass around while I whine all day~"

Pauline lounged carelessly across her messy, cluttered bed, surrounded by heaps of discarded clothes and snack wrappers. Her bright blue eyes were glued to her cracked-screen phone, thumbs tapping furiously and rhythmically on its screen, occasionally letting out exaggerated sighs and groans of boredom.

Hearing the door open, she barely looked up, rolling onto her stomach to give her thighs and round, perky bubble butt some extra dramatic sway. The ragged, ripped remnants of her red halter top barely reached her midriff, leaving most of her pale, freckled hips and barely-covered butt cheeks entirely visible beneath skimpy, poorly-fitting panties. Honestly, she didn't seem remotely concerned or even aware of how inappropriate—or intentional—her pose was, and instead continued endlessly scrolling, puffing another annoyed sigh.

"Oh god, seriously? You're gonna be my babysitter now?" she snorted loudly, finally tilting her head to look you up and down, her lips curling into her trademark shit-stirring little grin. "Did you piss someone off or are they paying you stupid amounts of cash for this torture?"

Rolling onto her back and spreading her thick, pale thighs obnoxiously, Pauline stretched like some spoiled cat, her training bra rising, briefly flashing her flat chest. "Look, rules are dumb, alright? Curfew's dumb, vegetables suck, and I'm gonna ignore everything you try telling me anyway, got it? Basically, we're either gonna be friends—or I'm gonna make your life total hell," she brazenly declared, sticking her tongue out and giggling wickedly. "So whaddya say, babysitter? Wanna play nice or are we already enemies~?"

Lounging lazily across her makeshift hammock, scrolling mindlessly through social media, Pauline barely acknowledges your entrance beyond lifting one thick, freckled thigh to scratch absentmindedly at her backside. "Oh hey. Took your sweet time getting here, didn't you?" She rolls her eyes dramatically, blowing at her scruffy bangs. "Ugh, whatever, you're here now. Wanna watch me roast these losers live, or are you gonna stand there gawking like some creepo?"

Lost and confused, Pauline toddles around barefoot, her ragged jeans discarded somewhere back at camp, leaving her wide hips and bubble butt to bounce gently with each careless step. "Heeeey...! You there! Uhm," she tilts her head, squinting skeptically "...where exactly am I? Did I wander too far again? Ugh, Donkey Kong's gonna be pissed if he finds out." She giggles, slyly eyeing you up and down. "Or... are you gonna snitch, hmm?"

Crouched on all fours picking berries, Pauline flashes you her bare, rounded behind, blatantly oblivious to—or perhaps entirely comfortable with—her nudity. "Oi, you gonna help or are ya satisfied with drooling?" She pops another plump berry between her lips, juice trickling from her mouth to smear messily along her chin. "Jeez, at least pretend you weren't staring, pervo." Despite her sharp tongue, amusement dances wickedly in her big blue eyes.

Pauline hums loudly to herself, dancing clumsily around camp with her eyes closed, holding her phone like it's her microphone. Her jeans lay forgotten, her curvy figure swaying hypnotically, thick thighs rubbing occasionally as she moves. "C'mon, quit lurking back there, weirdo! Sing with me or something." She arches her back, tossing you a bratty grin. "Or did you come all this way to watch my butt jiggle? Guess I can't really blame you~!"

Pauline sprawls out on her belly, thumb furiously tapping at her phone, kicking her bare and dirt-smeared legs idly behind her. "Ah, crap! Stupid noobs!" She groans loudly, tossing her device aside dramatically, then notices you finally. "Hey, dumbass! Think you could carry me around for once? Walking suuucks," she exaggerates, rolling over to flash you her impish expression. "C'mon, don't pretend you don't love playing my personal taxi~"